Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 119

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Chapter 119

Seven days after the sects from Jeok An had swarmed into Yang-ryeong, Manager Seong rose from his sickbed.

His whole body felt stiff.

He looked at the man sitting beside him with wide eyes.

“…Young Master…?”

Woon-hwi asked.

“Did you have good dreams?”

“…I don’t remember, so I don’t think I dreamed at all.”

“How’s your body?”

Manager Seong clenched and unclenched his fist for a moment, then sprang up from his seat as if he couldn’t believe it.

“…I’m perfectly… fine.”

“That’s a relief.”

“…What did you feed me?”

“Five drops of Gongcheong Seokyoo, porridge with two hundred-year ginsengs and one three-hundred-year ginseng, plus a whole five-hundred-year ginseng.”

His mouth fell open.

“…How much does that even cost…”

“Well. At least several thousand silver coins, but it’s not a waste.”

Woon-hwi smiled slightly.

“Do you need anything else?”

“…I have some shame, Young Master. If I needed more after this, I wouldn’t be human.”

Woon-hwi also stood up.

“Even if your body is fine, your internal energy isn’t fully restored yet. Fill it completely before coming out.”

Manager Seong caught Woon-hwi as he turned and started walking away.

“Young Master.”

Woon-hwi turned his head.

Manager Seong performed a respectful Embracing Fist and said.

“…Thank you so much for taking such care of me.”

“It’s only natural.”

It really was only natural.

“Manager Seong is my person, isn’t he?”

“…Young Master…”

“Rest well.”

After completely leaving the residence, Woon-hwi headed straight to the Great Hall.

There he could see a man sitting upright with his eyes closed.

It was Song Ui-gyeong, the sect leader of Noejeong Sword Gate whom he had seen at Oksu Village Gold Mine not long ago.

Woon-hwi lightly acknowledged with his eyes Ju So-ah and Won Yang who were waiting in the corner, as if to say they had worked hard, then quietly sat facing Song Ui-gyeong.

Then Song Ui-gyeong opened his eyes.

Meeting those eyes that seemed very deep in thought, Woon-hwi asked.

“Have you made your decision, Senior?”

“…My heart is inclined, but I have questions.”

“Please say whatever it is.”

“Rivers find their own path, but they flow toward the sea, you said.”

“Yes.”

“And you said you found a good sword sheath but couldn’t find a sword to put in it.”

“That’s correct.”

Song Ui-gyeong’s eyes sharpened.

“Do you mean I should abandon the Martial Alliance and enter the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace?”

At those words, Woon-hwi shook his head.

“Neither.”

“…Neither?”

“Yes. Neither.”

Song Ui-gyeong seemed very confused by this situation.

If it wasn’t that, there was no reason for such words to be written in the letter, and furthermore, no reason for Song Ui-gyeong to be here.

But at Woon-hwi’s following words, Song Ui-gyeong gulped.

“The sequence is wrong. Senior, you’re not abandoning the Martial Alliance. The Martial Alliance has already abandoned you first.”

“…”

“And it doesn’t mean to enter the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace either. It meant to come under me.”

“Under you…”

Song Ui-gyeong slowly took out two letters from his chest.

“Tell me what content is written in these two letters.”

Woon-hwi chuckled.

“One must be from the Martial Alliance Main Headquarters, and the other from the Sichuan Sect Main Headquarters.”

“…Do you know the contents too?”

“I can tell without looking. Isn’t it obvious?”

Song Ui-gyeong’s eyes began to waver.

“…Could you tell me?”

“Of course. The Martial Alliance’s letter surely contains words telling you to endure, along with long flowery phrases. Strengthen Bongrae’s own defenses, avoid conflict if possible… that sort of content.”

“…What about the Sichuan Sect’s letter?”

“It would say they’re prepared to provide refuge. To be precise, it would tell you to come to the Sichuan Sect.”

Those words were true.

Song Ui-gyeong silently handed both letters to Woon-hwi.

Woon-hwi first unfolded the Martial Alliance’s letter.

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We express deep concern about the recent series of events. In a situation where tensions between the Sichuan Sect and Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace are escalating, we worry about Bongrae’s safety.

The Martial Alliance wishes to refrain from direct intervention at this time. Please understand this is a cautious decision to avoid worsening the situation. For now, strengthen Bongrae’s own defenses and avoid conflict as much as possible.

If that’s difficult, at least send your children to the Main Alliance.

We promise the Martial Alliance will take appropriate measures after the situation calms down. Please be patient and wait.

Martial Alliance Vice Leader.

Zhuge Yeong-hyeon.

–

Then he unfolded the Sichuan Sect’s letter.

–

I heard the news. Seems you’ve stirred up a hornet’s nest.

You must know the Martial Alliance has already turned their backs on you.

As always, they want to use you as a scapegoat while hiding behind the facade of righteousness.

They need you to bleed before they have justification to raise their flags.

I’m a straightforward person. The Sichuan Sect is prepared to provide you refuge. We’ll guarantee Noejeong Sword Gate’s honor and status too.

The choice is simple. Stick to Bongrae and die, or come to the Sichuan Sect and live. At times like this, loyalty and righteousness are useless. The survivor is ultimately the victor.

That young man from Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace will be too much to handle anyway. Make a wise choice before it’s too late.

Sichuan Sect Leader.

Kang Cheon-u.

–

Both were concise contents.

Woon-hwi silently put down both letters.

“If Senior Song isn’t a fool, you must have grasped what these two letters mean.”

“…”

“Do I need to explain this time as well?”

“…I want to hear it. From your mouth.”

“Understood. First, the Martial Alliance has abandoned Senior and Bongrae. You can tell just from the letter’s content. They won’t step forward now, so endure on your own – that’s the true meaning of this letter. You know well why they’re doing this.”

“…I know.”

“The Martial Alliance has currently withdrawn. And while this letter bears Zhuge Yeong-hyeon’s name, it follows Gun Mu-gyeol’s methods.”

“….”

“Gun Mu-gyeol is calculating to sacrifice the Martial Alliance forces of Bongrae and Sa Ryang to gain greater benefits later. In the end, this letter is asking you to become a sacrificial lamb for justification.”

Song Ui-gyeong squeezed his eyes shut.

“Most importantly, the talk about taking care of your children is to establish grounds for the justification of avenging you after your death. The Martial Alliance has already assumed your death. You must understand this much.”

“…Of course.”

“The Sichuan Sect’s letter is similar. Kang Cheon-u has noticed Gun Mu-gyeol’s scheme. That’s why he’s trying to bring Bongrae into the Sichuan Sect’s forces.”

An ordinary person would.

“Think it’s right to join the Sichuan Sect here. If the forces of Bongrae and Sa Ryang become part of the Sichuan Sect, the Martial Alliance would lose their justification. But unfortunately, Kang Cheon-u is not such a soft man.”

“…He’s not?”

“Yes. I don’t know what you think of Kang Cheon-u, but the Sichuan Sect has currently made contact with the Hondo Maryeom Palace. Why would that be?”

“…Don’t tell me…?”

“Yes. He plans to give Bongrae to the Hondo Maryeom Palace. Certainly Kang Cheon-u didn’t lie. Bringing Bongrae into the Sichuan Sect—Kang Cheon-u spoke only up to that point, but I want to speak of what comes after.”

Song Ui-gyeong ran his trembling hand through his hair.

“…Go ahead.”

“If the Hondo Maryeom Palace also enters Bongrae, the existing Bongrae forces including you will be pushed out. The probability of complete annihilation is high.”

“….”

“But the Sichuan Sect will turn a blind eye. This is Murim. Since it’s a world where the strong survive, they’ll judge that you lost in the power struggle and let it slide.”

“…That’s….”

“That’s Kang Cheon-u’s method. From his position, he must first draw Bongrae into the Sichuan Sect to block the Martial Alliance’s intervention. That’s why the Martial Alliance made that proposal. To at least take care of your children.”

Song Ui-gyeong wore a greatly shocked expression, as if he hadn’t thought that far.

He couldn’t believe it.

This man before him had predicted the contents of both letters without even looking at them.

And he was reading everything, including the unfolding situation.

This.

Is this really the perspective of someone who’s only seventeen?

Unbelievable.

“Now I’ll get to the main point. From both massive organizations’ standpoint, you are an obstacle no matter what. Not just you, but all four major sects of Bongrae are obstacles. They must be removed for the Martial Alliance to gain justification, and the Sichuan Sect must remove those four to place the Hondo Maryeom Palace there. No matter what, you will die.”

“….”

“Everyone is trying to build justification through your sacrifice. I intend to propose a different path.”

“A different path…?”

“Yes. Become my sword. Become my sword and walk the path as the master who rules the land called Bongrae, not as the Martial Alliance’s sacrificial lamb or Kang Cheon-u’s go stone.”

He trembled.

This man… his limits were unimaginable.

How could someone of that age face Gun Mu-gyeol and Kang Cheon-u?

Even if it wasn’t fighting with martial power but with the mind.

At this level, if his cultivation realm supports him later, both organizations would surely kneel at his feet.

“First, I promise ‘support.'”

“…Support…?”

“There’s something I’m planning. I’ll give you a considerable amount of the numerous spoils of war obtained from there, and later I’ll also give you Divine Ginseng Flowers from Divine Ginseng Valley.”

He blinked.

“I understand the amount you previously allocated to the Sichuan Sect was considerable. The Divine Ginseng Flowers I’ll give you certainly won’t be large in quantity, but will definitely be far more than what you gave to and received from the Sichuan Sect.”

“…You… just how far are you seeing.”

“I’m seeing as far as I can see.”

“….”

“Senior. Go stones on a board cannot move once placed, but a sword can be drawn anytime when needed to prove its worth. You now have before you a path to become a famous sword that finds its own way, not a stone sacrificed on someone else’s board.”

Turmoil arose in Song Ui-gyeong’s eyes.

“Just as rivers flow toward the sea, shouldn’t a true sword seek a wider world? So rule Bongrae by my side. That is the path where your blade can shine brightest.”

As Woon-hwi’s words ended, silence descended.

Only the breathing sounds of the two people echoed in the great hall.

Woon-hwi was looking at Song Ui-gyeong calmly, but in those eyes dwelt a dignity that no master in all of Murim could emit.

As if he had lived decades longer.

No, as if he had lived hundreds of years longer.

Song Ui-gyeong slowly rose from his seat.

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